That’s Walt on the left behind a cloud of his own cigarette smoke — Jesus, isn’t that something? Then Freddie, Frankie, Johnny, Dinny, and Lawrence—and the whole gang of them, plus Bud, are on a weekend pack trip through primitive Popo Agie, a wilderness region two hours west of Casper.
The pack horses belong to a buddy from work, but mostly the fellas are here to fish. Popo Agie consists of a series of high jagged peaks cut with lakes and ponds and streams that crash through canyons and race down sheer walls of granite.
But the fish — the fish! Man, you can dangle a handkerchief over the water and the rainbow trout hop out. Walt’s never seen anything like it.
foolery saysApril 9, 2009 at 11:57 am
How could Walt ever go back to suburban or urban life after THIS adventure!
Reeb saysApril 9, 2009 at 12:20 pm
Did your grandmother tell you all these stories? Are you making them up? In either case, they’re so fascinating. My family doesn’t have many casual photos like these.
Grandma J saysApril 9, 2009 at 12:26 pm
That Walt! A real mountain man at heart. And boy can he weave a tale….I mean dangle a handkerchief.
Cheri @ Blog This Mom! saysApril 9, 2009 at 1:51 pm
Now I have an Almondine craving.
Mr Farty saysApril 9, 2009 at 2:38 pm
That was well worth the wait. Thanks x
dgm saysApril 9, 2009 at 3:57 pm
And I’ll bet Walt caught a fish that was [ T H I S B I G ! ]
Maureen in IL saysApril 9, 2009 at 5:30 pm
*sigh* I’m envious of all the cool photos. Not to mention the stories behind them.
Catherine McP saysApril 9, 2009 at 8:39 pm
I’m with #1, How did Walt leave this life that he seems to love? What made him go back?
CupcakeMurphy saysApril 9, 2009 at 11:08 pm
How do you do it? This is such a mesmerizing tale! I wish I could Netflix it.
Momo Fali saysApril 10, 2009 at 9:42 am
That’s my kind of trip.
Laura saysApril 13, 2009 at 3:03 pm
One could also dangle a hanky too!